blacklash47

THE HOTBOX By: SellCon2762 I do not remember how long it has been since I got out of my coma, one that had lasted for an unspecified amount of time. In had been some time I would wager, at least a few days since that fateful day, the day which will never be forgotten in my consciences. I had decided to be a good guy one Friday afternoon, a citizen in need to the hottest girl in my school. I thought I had hit the lottery when she made the request, but little did I know what had been brewing within her stomachs. On the hottest day of the year and in the worst traffic one can imagine from the concrete jungle of Los Angeles I embarked on a fate